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[21 Oct 2005|05:54pm] |
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"Stars"-Switchfoot |
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Um, apparently my password is too easy, and my journal is at high-risk of being hijacked. I know that LJ wants to protect me, but who's gonna guess the backwards secret language that Joe and I made up two years ago?
Bonfire was canceled tonight, blech. It's barely even drizzling.
Then I helped Katelyn set up decorations for Homecoming and I got free pizza. And I took videos of us with Emily's camera, and some pictures also.
I like Adam. He's adorable. I was talking to Elizabeth today and I feel Adam's arms around me and he's the only kid I know of who'd touch me without asking first so I said "Hi Adam. You can stop feeling me up now." He's pervy but it's so hard to stay mad at him because he's like a puppy.
My fingers are dusted grey and I smell of cardboard.
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